Chapter 89: Falling prince is very proud 45

The two looked at each other, clearly that no one moved, and the air suddenly became sticky.
Zhao Wei looked at A Zhao with a sneak look, and his voice was low and dumb: "Zhao Zhao..."
Azhao suddenly reached out and held his lips: "Call me Azhao."
Zhao Wei is not clear.
Azhao blushes and whispers: "There are many people in Zhaozhao who call, Azhao... just let you shout."
Zhao Wei took a breath.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Azhao’s waist, and put the dead in his arms, calling her:
"A Zhao...A Zhao..."
Azhao had two low voices.
She docilely leaned in Zhao's arms, I don't know if it was shy or how, the tail sounds light, and with a little tremble, it is almost necessary to take away the soul of Zhao Wei.
He gnashed his teeth in her ear: "You are like this, I am hooking me."
Azhao's soft hand gently put on his waist, naughty smile: "I hook my husband, can't you?"
Zhao Wei couldn't help it anymore, and leaned over and grabbed the seductive little mouth.
His hands did not idle, and he slipped into the dress of the dress and drilled in.
A Zhao gently gasped.
She reached out and pushed him back: "It’s still in the day..."
Zhao Wei let go a little, and the two lips still touched together.
"When you hired me, I never thought it was a day?"
Azhao’s guilty conscience is not talking.
Zhao Wei took a look at her waist: "Deliberate? Well?"
A Zhao was directly softened by this shackle.
She leaned in his arms and smiled happily: "I am wrong, you forgive me once, um... husband?"
The tail is rising, with a sultry person who does not know.
Zhao Yu’s color suddenly sank.
Azhao intuition is not good, she may, this fire... is it a little bigger?
Acted decisively: "I suddenly remembered..."
"late!"
The whole body vacated, was held in his arms, and returned to the gods, the back has touched the soft bed.
Zhao Wei’s body immediately pressed up.
The bed was very large, but Azhao was here for a while, and I felt that the space suddenly became extremely powerful, and she couldn’t breathe.
She said slyly: "I, I think, in the daytime, still have to calm down..."
Zhao Yan half-pressed her, and slowly took the heavy phoenix for her.
His desires are tumbling, his body is clearly too tight, and his movements are not ill.
"A Zhao doesn't have to worry, even if it's in the daytime, no one dares to bother..."
He took off all kinds of hair accessories for her little by little, and looked at the delicate blue silk shop with satisfaction.
Azhao's eyes are a bit red, and her breath is a bit messy.
Zhao Ming’s movements are slow and gentle, but I don’t know why, so the positive movements are made under such circumstances, which makes her feel the hustle and bustle.
The hands have reached the waist.
Zhao Wei’s action paused.
"A Zhao?" he asked hesitantly.
A Zhao looked at him.
The man's face is impeccable, and the beautiful eyebrows of the day are low and low, and he is looking at himself with restraint and gentleness.
Her heart beat violently.
then--
Pulled his hand, slow and firm, and pulled down the of the waist.
Zhao Yu’s heart is ecstatic.
He slammed his head down and leaned against her, her lips falling on her ear.
In the hot and frantic kiss, there are a few whispers:
"A Zhao...A Zhao..."
"I am very happy."